DC, History, News, Pictures, Poems, Reflection

11.13.15

On Friday the 13th, a series of organized attacks erupted in the City of Paris, France. Not since WWII has Paris seen this kind of devastation. 129 people died with another 350+ injured. All I can do is pray and hope those responsible face proper judgement.

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News, Pictures, Poems, Reflection, Science, Space, Star Trek, Video

LLAP

 

 

This past weekend we said goodbye to a person I looked up to for a long time. Leonard Nimoy  passed away on the morning of Febuary 27th. He was a cultural icon for many by taking on the role as Spock in the tv show Star Trek. While Star Trek only lasted for 3 season it helped spark the imagination of many and open up the thoughts of the future and taking care of the needs of the many. Gene Rodenberry, the creator of Star Trek, created a future where people of all races and creeds, genders and even worlds would be able to work together. Their goals of exploration and science over greed and self indulgence helped many nerds, including myself, to want to become scientists and care for the future of man-kind.

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Awake, Poems, Reflection

Scatter

A highway filled with lights
Flashes racing to their destination
Getting lost in neighborhoods they don’t belong
Going around in circles
Lights go dark
In a blink flashes are lost forever
Never know who or what
Dreams and memories are lost in the black

Other flashes grow brighter
They have found their home
Never second guessing how
Never second guessing why
Becoming stronger
Sharing the idea to the rest of the light
The foundation is set and more flashes gather
An idea grows to a plan
From plan to a movement
Movement to success

Something is missing
One flash is holding the key
The final step to making it happen
The flash that was dark brightens
Racing home from the darkness
A long journey ahead
Randomly finding its way
Filling the void of thought
Everything makes sense now
My brain is whole

Love, Poems, Women

Euphoria

My eyes are closed as a sweet smell fills the room – picture pure beauty I blush – I don’t need to open my eyes – she softly rests her hand on my cheek – I can picture her just from the euphoric perfume – a goddess of beauty and gentleness – my eyes don’t need to open to see her smile – her soft golden hair surrounds me – she gently presses her lips on my forehead – I open my eyes – she is nowhere to be seen – I peer over laying on the floor – her hoodie drenched in the scent – I close my eyes begging for her to return to me – all I can do is hold what’s left.

Awake, Love, ME, Poems, Women

Restless Search

The numb arm searching through the sheets…
Trying to find that warmth…
Trying to find that breath…
Panicking as is scours the sheets…
Nothing to grasp…
Nothing to wrap around…
Numbness subsides as reality hits…
The heart knows…
The mind knows…
The dreams do not…
Retracting the arm back to its spot…
Knowing it can not bring one to the heart•

Poems

Window

I glare upon the dim lights from my window, standing firm wondering what would have been, the few city lights make me focus on what is, there is not a blur it is clear even during the misty night, my path is set and my mind is made, I know what I want, time is my ally and my mind is my map, even in this place the light can shine if I keep the curtains open.

Love, Poems, Reflection, Women

The Heart’s Hidden Message

One knows when he has found the woman which he can not be without. He tries to imagine a life and time without her but can not see that void filled with happiness only sadness. The only thing running through his mind and heart is her. If she is the one then he will love, and protect her through anything, he will show compassion and forgiveness, and he will us his actions to provide and cherish her. He knows she is the one when he does not flirt or list over any other woman and every tiny thing she does excites and promotes him. He will do anything for her because he loves her. He will thank god for her and pray for her to have happiness. All he will care about is her and she will be the first thing he sees when he wakes and the last thing when he sleeps. Through the good times and bad he will be a rock for her and never faultier. He will not only try and win her heart but cherish and make it shine in its fullest glory. This is what love is between a man and woman and anything else is just lust and waiting the date of divorce.

Love, Poems

In the name of love.

I spot you in the distance
Walking with your new man, I Aim
You are in pearl for my target is your heart,
First you, then the man you hold hands with,
Locked and loaded I grin as I know my arrow will fly true,
You glance in his eyes, release, your heart misses a beat,
You lean forward as your breath is taken away,
Your love is next, strike, you got what you deserve,
I will never regret shooting you,
For I am Cupid.

Poems

Stare

I curl in a corner
Liquid to hide my face
Watching the embraced
Not trying to stare
Choking back words
Every time the same
Change doesn’t bring change
This corner is my corner
All others leave

Love, ME, Poems

Forlorn

I sit gently typing

to the right empty sheets

and below me an empty home

unattended to my tears

Siting at the wheel

to the right empty belt

behind me just a sack

eighty-sixed

Under the tree I sit

to the right of me a story

before me the natural twos

me and my shadow

I stand

to the right a widowed flower

beyond me you are there

for one day I will hold your hand

Personal, Poems

My favorite quotes…. these just mean alot.

-“Nobody respects a country with a poor army, but everybody respects a country with a good army. I raise my toast to the Finnish Army.” J. Stalin 1948

-When you can’t run, you crawl. And when you can’t crawl, when you can’t do that…
… you find someone to carry you.

– Everybody dies. Someone’s carryin’ a bullet for you right now, doesn’t even know it. The trick is, die of old age before it finds you.

-You know what the chain of command is? It’s the chain I go get and beat you with ’til you understand who’s in ruttin’ command here.

-At the gates of heaven,
To Saint James he will tell,
One more soldier reporting sir,
I have served my time in hell!!!

-Preacher, don’t the Bible have some pretty specific things to say about killing? Quite specific. It is, however, somewhat fuzzier on the subject of kneecaps.

-No power in the ‘verse can stop me.

– Hell, I don’t know. If I wanted schooling, I’d-a gone to school.

-I trust everyone. It’s the devil inside them I don’t trust.

-Iron rusts from disuse; stagnant water loses its purity and in cold weather becomes frozen; even so does inaction sap the vigor of the mind.

-A pint of sweat saves a gallon of blood.

-I don’t measure a man’s success by how high he climbs but how high he bounces when he hits bottom.

-The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.

-War does not determine who is right – only who is left.

-The military don’t start wars. Politicians start wars.

-I submit to you that if a man hasn’t discovered something that he will die for, he isn’t fit to live.

Poems

the Dark Light

Shining moon starring at me

Behind my shield I follow

Your black eyes mimic how exhausting your nights are

But your light keeps me going

Thru the cloudless night you shine

Reminding me of the void swallowing you

The cries of mercy pierce the night

Haunting is the knowledge and memories

Your dark shine hides the red life

Your breath replaces the mercy as a sigh is released

I’m the one to fill and hide with who I am

You lay down and I follow till tomorrow when we do it again.

Personal, Poems, Reflection, Uncategorized

Y?

Y do the special need to die?
Y dont those who cause so much pain die?
Y is it that life can take so long to make but be so easy to take away?
Y do the small n weak die?
Y does god make the choices that hurt people the most?
Y cant life be different?
Y do somany people have to be ignoriant?
Y do most people only look out for themselves?
Y cant there be more people like me?
Y do people show up for only the happy times?
Y is it so hard for people to talk to u?
Y is it that when a person dies, few people remember that person for eternity?
Y does there need to be so much hatred?
Y does there need to be so much killing?
Y cant people get along?
Y can people do things to the betterment of man and not their wallet?
Y?
Poems

Brave 600

Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
‘Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns!’ he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

‘Forward, the Light Brigade!’
Was there a man dismay’d ?
Not tho’ the soldier knew
Some one had blunder’d:
Their’s not to make reply,
Their’s not to reason why,
Their’s but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley’d and thunder’d;
Storm’d at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.

Flash’d all their sabres bare,
Flash’d as they turn’d in air
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wonder’d:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro’ the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel’d from the sabre-stroke
Shatter’d and sunder’d.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley’d and thunder’d;
Storm’d at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro’ the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.

When can their glory fade ?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wonder’d.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred!

Personal, Poems, Reflection

Time, Life, Right, Good, Protect

Time is always against oneself because time is a force which keeps you behind on what you need to accomplish. if you help or even try and get to know someone they become a person which has the strength to hurt you over and over and over again!

Life is a variable within Time which is always against you and there is nothing you can do about it. everyones Life is hard and difficult but it is a state of the mind when you let it really get to you. the only thing one can do is accept it and continue to be who they are and keep others Protected.

the Right solution doesn’t always guaranty Life or time is still going to be on your side. those that try and save one’s life may loose their own in the process making it there time to go.

Good people get hurt the most when one takes their time away, abuses their generosity, and messes with their Life. the best people are those that continue on afterwards and don’t change from who they are.

Protector’s may try and save and keep people safe but people will always abuse this and will take advantage of this person’s Life and Good heart. those that do the Right thing and take care of these people will always be Protected

all of these makes me wonder why i do what i do and why i am the person i am today. the only thing i can say is that i will never change this and i will always strive for the betterment of man even if not ever one of them deserves it……..

this is about medics who lay their life on the line at any given point to do what the can in the short amount of time they have…